Category Archives: Montana

00470310 (Bubble Head (transparent meaning))

So what lies beyond 26? 27 we assume.

But 27 merely reflects back to 26 in this case as the Joe Perry Project single “Let the Music Do the Talking” made by 2 of the 4 Aerosmith members who left the group becomes rebranded as an Aerosmith single when the 2 join back with the other 2 to reform the original band, cycle complete.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Let_the_Music_Do_the_Talking_(song)

Similarly, hang gliding Firey and Leafy chose to leave their own band of 4, separating consonants from vowels in the overall game of FILE. They thought they’d achieved paradise, life well lived, Dream Island manifested for real. Can they similarly resolve the mistake of leaving a perfect alliance and reintegrate with fellow bottom feeders Ice Cube and Eraser to make a new whole?

No. They simply go deeper into the False Dream, 2 itself separated into 1 and 1.

“Leafy? Is that… you Leafy? What happened to your–

“OH NO!!!!!!”

What a beautiful dream they had, though.

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The US of A’s only Dream Island lies in Flathead Lake, Montana, a 197 square mile body of water divided, appropriately enough, between the counties of Flathead to the north and Lake to its south, making the interesting equation Flathead + Lake = Flathead Lake. Dream Island, not much more than a football field in breadth, is found clinging to its southwestern coast near Big Arm.

The only really clear angle we have of the island in Google Street View is from Highway 93 as pictured below. From this 2011 screen capture, we see what appears to be several manmade structures and a glint in the trees indicating something else.

But by the time Google gets around to photographing the island again from the same spot in 2018, all of these objects are gone and the island seems to be totally bereft of human traces. Queer.

So in digging a little deeper, found this tiny Dream Island in a remote section of Montana had an interesting history. There was indeed a legitimate residence on the island at one time, owned by Juanita Daly whose well known family made their fortune from the state’s lucrative copper mining industry. When the property was sold after Juanita passed away in 2011 — the year of the first snapshot of Dream Island above — the new owners decided to clear the island of buildings, which also included a guest house and a boat house. Juanita was also known to entertain rich and famous personalities at her small slice of paradise, like legendary comedian Phyllis Diller photographed here in 1981 on the island with her.

But Ms. Diller is not the only famous person photographed on the island, at least according to some Google Earth photos I uncovered pinned to the same location. Remember the object-character Firey from a couple of posts back? Well here he is in what appears to be either the main house of the island or the guest house! Was he also a celebrity friend of Juanita’s? If so, this would have to be at the very end of her life, since the “Battle for Dream Island” web series where he was showcased only started in January 2010. Let’s come back to this.

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Adventure Time (mythology) appears to be genius, pure genius.

I’ve seen this 4 part harmony before.

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00440603 (Nomans Land)

Is that a *shoe* represented below Martha’s Vineyard’s left foot as pointed out by Gerald’s lap-dancing robot Chomp formerly Chop?

Hmm. Anyway, having successfully found the light inside the dark in the interior of the Badlands Grocery Store in Interior, Fern Stalin and Billy Clockwork decide to visit 4 Buttes while they’re up in the real world, since it’s just a hop and a skip away from them over the South Dakota line in Montana. Or so they thought. But what they viewed when they got there 7 hours and 47 minutes later surprised them (again!) and made the much longer than expected trip kind of all worthwhile. The buttes didn’t appear pointy at all now like in the photos from section 02, seemingly worn down by the erosions of time. “Something’s flat, something’s off,” Fern free associated beside the rental truck while staring, thinking of soda and fizz and the lack thereof.

After taking the last draw off her old soda in hand, Fern decides that they missed something in South Dakota which caused this alternate 4 Buttes to, er, arise. “Wall,” she said intuitively to her clockwork traveling companion. “Something about Wall.” Billy knew Fern was talking about the original Real Life town they teleported into from Our Second Life (thanks Mistress!) before making their way across the the heart of the Badlands to Interior. “Maybe something to do with the famous tourist trap drug store there also named Wall,” she continued in this vein, thinking back to their visit to it through her photographic memory. “Maybe…”

“Got it! A postcard I saw there. 420, Billy — seating capacity for the drug store’s cafe on the postcard but so much more. That’s what we’re looking for. Something at or about 420.” And another welcome sign, she also soon gleaned.

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00440401 (4×4)

“Will it work?” I asked her, this Lexi of brain-daze editing notoriety, currently building a robot, currently perhaps also my lover.

“I think so. Came in from Montana just yesterday. Stayed up all night putting together the thing after unpacking it. Box labelled ‘Live Cargo,’ funnily enough. I don’t know why.” She turned away from me back to the cityscape she so loved from this vantage point, her mid to upscale apartment in Kabusie. “End of the tracks, last of the train,” she’d said about this stop in her life. She expected to die here, I took it. Exploration of the network of ditches would be her magnum opus, a cumulative marriage of tech and art. Compared to that, I was just along for the ride. Sitting across from her, listening to the rails while I could. Full speed ahead.

I turned to the pseudo-flathead mechanoid on her work table. Not Arasaka quality, but she said there’d be compensations for this. Legal, obviously. But Lexi had designed some special AI components, borderline rogue she’d described them. “Approaching the Black Wall,” she said about them. “But *careful* not to cross.”

“Of course.”

—–

In another BD I found myself staring at the same scene, Lexi and her Ralph as she eventually called the robot. It was a much less smooth ride this time. Shaky, but not from nerves. Lower quality overall. A metal hit from the 60s by Everfat blared from the nearby stereo system, perhaps a remake of a Fats Domino and/or Everly Brothers song from a century before. Maybe an anniversary thing. Anyway…

“Who are you?” Still at the window, still staring out but only staring at blinds this time.

“Lincoln,” I said.

“Get out, get OUT,” she said, not wanting to hear that type of name in her apartment. Not since Madison.

(to be continued)

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When they reached the top of Birdtail and looked over, a surprise awaited them, like a field manifesting between the two matching, pencil shaped (ached nipples?) projectiles sticking up there, except in the distance. It shouldn’t. The cursed thing known as The Flesh Pit, mystery no more, would follow them wherever they went now — since they were a part of it, *inside* it, actually. To the edges of the Earth and beyond.

Then they found it back down on the plateau over an edge as well, reinforcing the insidedness. More projection.

Back in *our* reality (Our Second Lyfe):

“Damn thing wasn’t pushing through here yesterday!” Leroy Jackson Jones Johnson reported back to A. Pond over the incessant, evil humming. Uncle Barnacles’ replacement. A fellow Northerner ready to be replaced himself. ‘Bout time for A. to finally head down south to the “Slums” to pick up some new recruits, fresh meat matching fresh meat.

(to be continued)

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“Oh Lichen. Why did you have to take me so far?”

By the time they climbed up to the higher plateau all the snow had melted from the night before. And Lichen had turned into A. Pond the true traveling companion as Fern was now Dr. Kelp.

“F-ck Dr. Kelp and her two timing ways,” wrote Rose T. in her journal that night, paraphrasing something similar from the morning entry. Two a day until she catches up, she’s determined. Catastrophe set her back.

(to be continued)

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“Montana!

“And 4 buttes.”

“Lemme see!” “Lemme see!” “Lemme see!”

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Fern realized something else while staring at this suspiciously plywood colored picture more in the center of the room but didn’t say it aloud.

She waited for this until she and Lichen met up for their typical evening walk within the innards of Castle Town not seen in a photo since section 01 of this here novel.

“She loves her,” Fern said to her companion at their standard starting point in the Yalta Bar and Grill, sharing a beer before they begin. “Romantic that she is I guess it couldn’t be helped. She holds the key to my heart is the message. Right up there on the wall separating her from Shelley. Again. It was as if…”

“… she were peeking inside,” guessed Lichen.

“Good, right. Now all we have to do is finish connecting the 152 dots in the puzzle. Up to 76 I believe.” Seventy-six, Fern discerns once more. Kentucky! Alpha, Wait, Stop-gap, Hidalgo, Static, Snow, *Wendy*.

“Well. I guess that goes along with being a Pisces, water sign and all,” continued Lichen about Lexi. “Her home town — drowned when she was young.”

“Submerged yes.” And Fern then understood where they had to go next. Snorkeling in Flathead Lake, divided between the counties of Flathead and Lake of all things. And Polson the largest city along the shoreline. Another indicator. This was to be made into an Art Event.

(to be continued)

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00430504 (Lexi)

“So you finally found me. Through a brain-daze of all things What is it. Daydreaming Gamer?”

“Yeah,” I answered. “Although it could have just as easily been Lettuce Walk.”

She let out a short grunt. Acknowledgement? Or does she know something I don’t? I looked back into the expanse of the apartment. She made pretty good as a brain-daze editor, could afford one of the nicer digs in Kabusie here. Above most of the crime and grime. Above the world of the ditches which I knew fascinated her now. Thanks to the robot.

I gazed at the pseudo-flathead style version again she’s working on at her nearby table, parts shipped in from Montana. “Soo, you’re really going to go in there with that thing? Think you can actually make communication with ’em?”

“Plan to.” That’s all I could get out of her in that direction. “Speaking of which: How’s Panama?”

“I told her no on the Canal mission. Haven’t heard from her since. Satisfied?” I left out “lover” to end that sentence. Which way did she swing? Which way did *I* swing?

But, whatever, I had a base of operations in Kabusie. Door couldn’t be locked once I stepped in, rules of the game. We could be simply roommates or we could be more. Didn’t have to choose right this instant. Had time to figure things out, how the cards were played, what side of the shore we’re on, etc.

In the meantime, there were always brain-dazes. Lexi understandably had quite the collection.

(to be continued)

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